." Cindy trailed off as she walked away leaving Hunter to man the bar while she was gone which normally was a long time.Hunter walked over to some gir...s who had just walked up to the bar and began talking, the thing he was the best at. They ordered dirty margaritas and he made them while he chatted making it look as though it were easy. The girls thanked him one even gave him her number; he smiled and put it in his back pocket where at least five more were.He sighed to himself and started to. The waiter said in a deadpan voice. “Looks like she found her other contact lens.” Both Pete and Jon laughed. The waiter gave Pete the check, and he pulled out his credit card and put it in the envelope. “I’ll be right back,” he said and walked off. I sucked and bobbed my head sucking the last drops of Pete’s jizz out of his balls. I ran it over my tongue and swallowed it down. I was really stoned, and really horny. I got out from under the table. Pete and Jon both reached under the table and. Yes I could have brought my old ones and save the ten bucks, but I was just in a starting over mood. The trip was supposed to clear my mind.I stopped for breakfast in one of those small town restaurants just one step above a greasy spoon. I parked the Sprint outside in the gravel parking lot, near the front door, before I entered the building which was covered with house siding. I chose it because I saw two pedal bikes out front. They were both painted with what looked like a racing team's. With her free hand, she began to rub her breasts, pinching her own nipple until she bit her lip with pleasure. Unable to wait any longer, she pressed the vibrator against her clit and had to stifle a scream of ecstasy as she did so. As she pleasured herself, Lucia pictured Jeff, sitting alone in his attic and rubbing what she imagined as a massive cock, dripping precum as he stroked it. Lucia imagined herself on her knees before him, naked on the dirty attic floor, bobbing her mouth up and down.